He wiped a hand across his brow. "I'm quite all right." he'd suffered blows, and there was a bruise forming under his eye, blood on his lip. But he did far worse to himself every night and day.
"I was worried for you, Sister." He smiled a little smile. She looked so different, out of her habit. Beautiful in her robes, she was more beautiful with her hair down, and he felt a surge of pleasure cause his cock to react.